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I was getting ready for my day as I watched the news in the morning. This girl kept playing in my head and I was trying to block her ass out. Fucking Winnie played in my head since the moment I met her. Shit it was the cause of my divorce. My wife of 15 years left me after six months of being this girls body guard. I don't know why but my ex wife was intimidated by this young girl. When I got the call from the Delory's for a security job I thought this shit was gonna be easy follow this girl around but it was a 24 hour job. This girl was addicted to working. She ran around to four states at one point working these girls like a pimp. Then when she brought the guys in it got me heated. The way she looked at them while they perform or when she rubs them down for there stage time. I knew then I fucked up and I guess my wife saw it too.
"Hello Twin." She said getting in the back. Which was not normal because she always sat in the front. I guess she was still mad at me for last night. Truth was I liked when she was up front with me the girl smelled like heaven.
"Good morning Winnie." I said.
"Morning. I have a few meetings today so let start off with some Dunkin." She said.
"Okay Miss Winnie." I said.
I took her to Dunkin and here she was flirting all in my face with some random ass guy at the counter and that shit had me all in my feelings. Seeing her smile in somebody face that was beneath her pissed me me off. He couldn't do for her like I could. She needed somebody that was gonna put her spoiled ass in her place.
"Miss Winnie it's time for us to go." I said.
"Okay. Thank you." She smiled at him. I escorted her out and again she got in the back of the truck.
"Why you keep getting in the back?" I asked.
"Remember you said you were my body guard and that's it so I'm letting you be that." She said getting in. I just shook my head but I let her be.
While Winnie was in her meeting I had met up with my brother And sister. Beretta and Rugar. I sat down at the bar where they were and ordered me a drink.
"Still being that girls chauffeur?" Beretta asked.
"I'm not her Chauffeur, I'm her body guard." I said.
"Sis calm down shorty is cool as fuck I met her. It's not our brothers fault he fell for his employer." Rugar said.
"Why don't you sit there and just tell her." My sister asked.
"It's complicated. One night we got drunk and almost took it too far and in came my bitch ass ex to blow the spot up. I never told her I was married and it threw everything off. Plus I'm ten years older then her. She still has life to live." I shrugged.
"I don't like this girl." Beretta said.
"That's cause you grew up with the ex wife. Mama didn't even like that bitch. I like Winnie. She don't play shit I think she would be good for you." Rugar said.
"You only like her because she has them nasty ass clubs."
"Naw I'm telling you shorty cool as fuck. She's just got her hand in a big ass bag." My brother said.
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